for marci
there’s no new life
parch on perch parch parch—
the sound of metamorphosis celebrates the darkness
shiver sheer here
she dances for every one
ascending to the sky
ageless voice straight unique
oh—beyond words
like the chant on a street in Tibet
not new at all
comfortable to lie on gathering all
smile glows in the dark
talk of the present
which is turning around
didgeridoo
by women
pregnant
lies gods nation STATEs travels visions
people without ears and eyes screaming
heaps of whatever
but the ageless says “still, I love you”
port is port pooort
midnight trains nod gaily
the lazy darkness listening still
smiles and laughs
in silence
made love diligently
in front of the boy with a glowing stick
in the dream time of a boy
ageless voice keeps going silently
the darkness still – not breathing – listening
the life in her body
turning
the new life
actually, there’s no new life
nirvana?
do some yoga thing instead
the ageless cries like baby, because she is just get born?
yes
but still
not new
only new names are given
which means it’s new life
yes
ascension
the shift
the smoke’s ritual to the sky for his ancestor
the beauty red ageless disappears, fortunately
will be what are
sharing is relief
happiness
tell your son the moon is his sister
the answer for your question
yes
the sky tumbles it’s
emptiness
for the darkness we breathed
05.06.42011
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